Category: My Life


3-Way Tic-Tac-Toe

 

The other day, I was sitting in my Human Geography class, and I was suddenly hit by a brilliant idea, nay, a stroke of genius! I had invented a new game! Instead of the normal, two-player tic-tac-toe, I devised the dazzling 3-player tic-tac-toe! I call it: 3-Way Tic-Tac-Toe! Whoa, watch out! We’ve entered the realm of Divide by Zero! Too… much… epic!!!

 

ANYWAY, here’s the rules: instead of the normal two vertical parallel lines and two horizontal parallel lines, you have three each way. A player can be Xs, Os, or check marks, and take turns in that order. Instead of trying to get 4 in a row (I’ve tried, and believe me, no one will win), you try to get 3 in a row, just like normal tic-tac-toe. There are two versions of 3-Way Tic-Tac-Toe, classic rules or the point system. In classic rules, the first person to have 3 in a row wins. In the point system, you keep filling the board until there are no spaces left, and then whoever has the most 3-in-a-rows wins. It is an automatic win, however, if a player does happen to get 4 in a row. 2nd and 3rd places are determined by how many 3-in-a-rows they have on the board.

 

I developed these rules when playing by myself (I’m not pathetic; I was in class!), and I just keep forgetting to try playing it with my friends. But what’s great is that I wasn’t getting cat’s games when playing against myself, which is something you can’t avoid when you play normal tic-tac-toe. So try this game out and let me know how it works for you! The only drawback is that you have to have more than one friend. Let me know how that goes, too.

The Life of a Nerd

(Ironic that Data wants his cat to lack typos when he himself cannot spell “grammatically.”)

 

 

Lately, I’ve been noticing little nerdy quirks about me that I find a bit amusing. So here are 12 of my geeky traits; feel free to leave a comment with some of yours!

 

1. Almost every Thursday, I think of Hitchhiker’s Guide to the Galaxy, because in the movie, Arthur Dent says, “It must be a Thursday. I could never get the hang of Thursdays.”

2. Bow ties remind me of Doctor Who.

3. I cut my sandwiches into cosine waves and then think, I guess this means the length of my bread is equal to 2 pi.

4. I have enough nerd shirts from various shows and video games to wear for two weeks straight.

5. When people tell me, “you’re late!” I secretly think, a wizard is never late (not that I think of myself as a wizard). Nor is he early. He arrives precisely when he means to. I would say it out loud, but people usually won’t get the reference.

6. Every morning, I need to drink orange juice out of my Star Trek mug (which has Spock, my nerd crush!); otherwise, I’ll be cranky the rest of the morning.

7. When I do something accidental like bump over a cup, the first thing that comes to mind is control + z!

8. The background on my cell phone is Shifty Looking Cow from Mass Effect. My message tone is the sound of a Star Trek communicator.

9. Old buildings with lots of horizontal beams remind me of Assassin’s Creed.

10. I actually say the word “click” when clicking on webpage buttons.

11. We have a pizza cutter in the shape of the Enterprise. When I do the dishes, instead of simply putting it away, I ‘fly’ it to the drawer where it’s supposed to go.

12. I write a freaking nerd blog!

Just What Do They Do All Day?!

No, this post is not about Congress…

 

I recently recalled a conversation I had with my friend Diandra a while ago about non-nerds. She was sleeping over at my house and we had just spent numerous hours on my couch watching anime. I don’t remember who brought it up first, but we began to wonder what normal people do at sleepovers (this is a completely innocent conversation, so I don’t want to see any dirty comments about what you wish you could do with your friends at “sleepovers”). I honestly cannot remember the last time I went to a sleepover and didn’t do something geeky. We  have ventured a little from anime and gravitated toward video games—always doing something nerd-related. After we finally decide to go to bed, we stay up even later talking about plans for future gaming or our opinions on the latest Rooster Teeth video.

 

Non-nerds probably make up for the lack of something interesting to discuss by going to the theater or bowling. But when they’re at home, and they’ve already watched their gag-inducing chick-flick or repetitive football game, just what do they do for the rest of the night? Talk about whose boyfriend said what for hours and hours? That must be awful! Just how much is there to say, anyway?! There’s got to be more they do with their time! Or have I put too much faith in the human race?

 

Maybe this is why I have trouble talking to people. I don’t know how to start a conversation without, “So did you hear about that new Dead Island trailer?”

The Worst Thing Ever Conceived

Online job applications.

 

Is there some job application association I can submit a formal complaint to? …Or informal? I don’t mind screaming into someone’s ear. It’s hard for me to stay calm enough to form complete sentences so I can explain just how frustrated I am. Here it goes:

 

Not even five minutes ago, I was filling out a job application for a company because I heard they were hiring and I’m in desperate need of a job. It was an online application, and I became frustrated at how it wouldn’t accept certain answers, like my salary for a previous job, because the idiots who make you fill out this crap don’t have enough foresight in their measly little brains to think about the fact that some people don’t get paid hourly (it was a flat rate). I run into this sort of thing ALL THE TIME in online job applications. If you’re going to ask specific questions, at least give room to explain the special cases! Plus, they ask all sorts of pointless things like, “Are you: a) organized or b) artistic?” WELL CAN’T I BE BOTH?! (This question was found in another company’s application.) And they don’t think to ask something important that might clear up some misunderstandings like, “Are you currently a student?” That way, they won’t see that I haven’t graduated college and make the assumption that I dropped out.

 

Getting back to the pointless questions, I just wanted to say, I HATE THEM SO MUCH! (Wow, is this the first time I’ve used caps lock in a post? I feel like a whiney ten-year-old complaining about parents on the Internet. Once your parents finally understand you, the job applications don’t. It’s always something…) Anyway, if you’ve ever filled out an online job application, then you know about those questions at the end that look like one of those personality quizzes on Facebook, like “Who’s Your Celebrity Boyfriend?” The applications ask questions that take forever because you’re always second guessing yourself, making sure your answers won’t make you seem immature or unsociable. My longest online job application took me 4 hours, and I wish I could tell you for which business it was, but by the time I submitted, I had forgotten where I was applying. Anyway, my point is that these online applications are hell. There are, I kid you not, usually well over 100 questions about how easily you socialize at parties. What ever happened to the days where you would give them your name and they’d learn about you through real human interaction called a “job interview”? See what Facebook has done?!

 

That was a long but necessary tangent. Anyway, back to the application I was working on. So after taking almost an hour to fill out my education and employment history (which is sad, because I’ve only held one job. For a month. My brother was my supervisor), working around setbacks like the before mentioned application creators’ lack of foresight, I was finally able to move on. When I clicked the next page button, I was presented with a happy picture of their employees smiling (who I’m assuming by this point must have been hired actors) and text that went a little something like this: “The page has expired. Click here to start over.”

 

Yeah…… I screamed.

 

Well, I tried. I hear you can make a decent amount of money begging…

 

And my parents wonder why I don’t fill out very many job applications.

Illustrator Art

I made some stuff in Adobe Illustrator, so I thought I’d put it up.

 

I know this is already on my Facebook, but I thought I’d post it anyway because it’s relevant. I made this for the Illustrator project in my CS5 introductory class last semester. This is Tali from Mass Effect, and she has 98 sub-layers.

The most recent is this picture of a gnu (as a tribute to my username). I made it in my Illustrator class for a Charley Harper project. We had to copy his style of using basic shapes to make animals. Here are some examples of his art: cardinal, dog, animals. After working on this project, I’ve become a big fan of his work.

 

And this is an image I made a couple weeks ago and entered it into Rooster Teeth’s art contest. It had to be something that had to do with the 8th season of Red vs Blue, so I made this epicness, composed of 181 sub-layers. I don’t think I’ll win, because I’ve seen the other contest entries, and they just blow me away. It was still good practice, though, and a lot of fun.

 

A Bit About My Mother

So I was talking to my mom the other day, and our conversation went something like this:

Me: “I’ve decided what I want my birthday cake to be!” (Even though my birthday isn’t for another couple months.)

Mom: “Oh..?”

Me: “I want it to look like the cake from Portal!”

Mom: “Oh, that’s perfect! The cake is a lie!”

Me: “N- no, I really do want the cake..”

Mom: “I’ll be happy to make it for you!” *Laughs evilly* (Is this what it’s like to have GlaDOS for a mother?)

And it was that instant when I realized: my mom is a nerd. Okay, maybe not a full-fledged, game-playing, comic book-reading geek, but she knows enough to threaten my birthday cake, which is kind of scary. I guess you could say she’s toe-testing the waters of nerdism. My dad, brother and I are all uber-nerds, so I suppose it would be difficult to live in a household full of Doctor Who references and Star Trek quotes and not be a nerd yourself. Well, whatever the case, I’m just happy I have a mother who catches the reference when I say: “So long and thanks for all the fish.”

Thoughts about Halo

The other day was my friend Annie’s birthday, so naturally we hung out. Knowing that I’m obsessed with a quaint little game called Halo: Reach, she proposed that we head over to her house to play it. After all, nothing says quality time together like a couple rounds of shooting your friend in the face repeatedly.

 

I, of course, agreed immediately to this ingenious proposal, because it had been a while since I picked up a controller, and my trigger finger was getting a little itchy. The next thing I know, I’m sitting in Annie’s basement playing on Forge, which is not quite the same as Slayer, but we managed to fit in a fair amount of snipings, backstabbings, and my personal favorite: death from above with Banshees.

 

So anyway, we were playing on Forge (which I’m freaking amazing at, by the way. I’m so pro, I can lay down building blocks WITHOUT the item rotation snap. Plus, I’m humble about it all), and we were making our own little forts on opposite sides of the map. After about an hour of playing (and fifty awesomely laid building blocks), I realized that we were playing house. How is this any different than setting up bedsheets over chairs and sofas?

 

We were playing the exact same thing we used to play as four- and five-year-olds, except that now, everything is virtual, and instead of making something to live in, we were making something with which to defend ourselves. It’s not that big of a difference, because once we’re done with our little forts, no one would dare attack them! I’m sure not going in blind to Annie’s giant, turret-infested fort, complete with sniping towers and teleporters that lead to who knows where! Well, only Annie knows, and that’s the point. The greatest advantage you can have in a game is knowing the territory. And I suppose that’s part of the appeal of Forge: you can make a map in which only you know where all the trap doors and secret staircases are.

 

But I digress. My point was: I find it a bit amusing that, here we are, a little over a decade later, and we are still playing house. It may be a different, more high-tech version, but it is house, nonetheless. I don’t feel ashamed to be revisiting the make-believe games of my childhood, because after all, I freaking pwn at Forge.

Sarge’s Big Adventure

I found an old toy warthog (mentioned in an earlier post) and decided that I would take pictures of it so I could brag about it to all my friends. And then I got a little carried away, and well, you can see for yourself below.

The comic is based off Red vs Blue, but if you’re one of the two people who hasn’t heard of the show, you will most likely enjoy the comic anyway. Sarge will probably sound really cheesy, though, but that’s kind of part of his character. Anyway, it took a long time to make, but it was fun and definitely worth it.

(click on the pictures to make them bigger)

 

The end! Hoped you enjoyed it.